this is why i don’t let myself think people like me.
i could… like you. i could give you everything i’ve got. i could do it. you’re worth it. i want to make you feel beautiful. i want to make you feel like you deserve everything in the world. because you do. you have no interest in that, though. you just want to be frieennddss and i can take a hint but god i just want to know you. i know it’s pointless if you don’t like me to even try. i know that if somehow you asked me to date you that it would be better to say no because you can’t really want to date me. i’m repulsive. i’m boring. i can’t even dance. i can’t do anything. but i would fucking treasure you. god, you’re beautiful. i just want the chance to tell you that.